Chapter 8: Tools and Profession Cards.

Miyao gripped the baseball bat tightly, her gaze fixed intently on the green fat worm before her, no larger than a cat. The worm’s round, plump body was coated in a slimy green liquid that dripped slowly onto the ground with a faint "drip" sound as it writhed. An involuntary movement stirred in Miyao’s throat, and her stomach churned uneasily.

She recalled the scene when her brother, Hanwen, and their companions had slain these green cotton worms. At the moment the fat worms were crushed, the viscous green liquid splattered everywhere, some droplets even landing on her shoes. That texture and smell lingered in her memory, difficult to forget.

“Ugh—” Miyao couldn’t help but gag, her complexion turning pale.

Weiwei stood nearby. Seeing Miyao’s reaction, a flicker of irritation crossed her mind, but she suppressed it. She understood that Miyao was afraid of insects. After all, it was her first time facing such a large worm—bigger than a pet cat. Weiwei herself had felt uneasy at first, so Miyao’s fear was understandable. Psychological barriers weren’t easily overcome.

Weiwei sighed softly and glanced over at Hanwen, signaling him to give his sister some time. Hanwen shook his head helplessly and scanned the surroundings. The ground was littered with the corpses of the slain green cotton worms, their broken bodies and green liquid staining the earth. A pungent, indescribable stench hung in the air.

Wiping sweat from his brow, Hanwen suggested, “Since that’s the case, let’s take a break.”

Xie Yu did not object. He was fatigued as well, his baseball bat coated with the slimy green residue and feeling heavier than before. He flicked the bat casually, trying to shake off the disgusting liquid, but to little effect. Leaning against a nearby tree, he caught his breath, his gaze drifting toward the dense white mist deep in the forest.

Wei Jingyi stood alert nearby, hands in his pockets, eyes scanning warily. The thick fog greatly reduced visibility, yet he couldn’t help but exclaim, “Weiwei, how did you find such a perfect spot? It’s like a leveling paradise; these bugs have zero attack power. It feels like we’ll level up in no time.”

Xie Yu nodded in agreement, fiddling with his bat and smiling. “Yeah, even though one fat worm doesn’t give much experience, they’re so easy to kill—it’s basically free experience.”

At these words, a faint proud smile curved Weiwei’s lips. Folding her arms casually, she replied with feigned nonchalance, “Of course, that’s just good luck. I guess I have great fortune.”

However, she knew deep down that this place wasn’t a mere coincidence. In her memory, it was a leveling spot discovered by the story’s heroine—except this time, she had gotten here first, leading everyone along. A complex emotion flickered in Weiwei’s eyes before she quickly masked it.

On the other side, Miyao finally overcame her mental hurdle. Taking a deep breath, she tightened her grip on the bat and struck the green fat worm sharply.

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